| All my heroes in a wreck
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| Let the dead blow down my neck
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| Into my veins I will let it flow
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| Eyes closes, pulse is fucking low
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| I see the great skull in a fix
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| On denial I call dibs
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| I take you in
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| To this place
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| Where I stand alone
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| In my darkest hours
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| I’m just trying to carry on
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| Drop by drop
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| Like tears of sorrow
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| A pagan dream
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| Just a lovely nod
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| I see the great skull in a fix
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| My denial blown to bits
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| I take you in
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| To this place
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| Where I stand alone
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| In my darkest hours
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| I’m just trying to carry on
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| I take you in
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| To this place
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| Where I stand
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| Alone in my darkest hours
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| I’m just trying to carry on
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| I’m just trying
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| To carry on
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| I’m just trying
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| To carry on
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| Just a puppet in the hands of god
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| A pagan dream, just a lovely nod |